?Imprisoned{CONOR MCGREGOR FANFICTION}?

Polly's POV
I went to boxing training today with Connor to hopefully boost his confidence. Connor has been super dis-confident ever since our confrontation with mr.Mayweather.

No, I am not happy about this bet, at all. But Connor is a fighter, so I believe in him.

Connor was throwing punches he was told. He fell and went nuts. I stepped into the ring as everyone tried calming him down.

Connor furiously walked out of the ring and went into his locker room. As he walked in, I walked in and shut the door behind me.

"Connor, what's-"

"I just want to go back to the hotel, please?" I sighed and nodded. "Let me let the guys know."

I went to the guys and told them Connor needs to rest, so they went home.

Me and Connor went in the limo and the driver drove. It was a silent ride. Connor was just a wreck. I looked at him in worry. "Are you ok?"

Connor sighed. " I just need to lay down in a bed right now." He pulled me close to him and I sighed.

After 10 minutes of a quiet ride, we arrived at the hotel. We walked inside holding hands, trying to ignore paparazzi.

As we were walking, we stopped when we heard a middle-aged male fan, shout 'hey Connor, how does it feel to know u can't have kids with your bitch because she only fucks with winners like the gold digger he is?'

This pissed Connor off. All cameras were recording. "Aye, you're not in the fight, so you're lucky you're not getting your ass beat!"I held Connor back and walked him into the hotel.

We walked into our room. Immediately, Connor pulled me into a tight hug. He buried his head into my shoulder as I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Let it all out babe..."

He let out a heavy sigh. "I just never felt this much stress in my life. I have so much weight on my shoulder. Polly, What if I loose? I'm going to let down my fans, Dana white, the entire UFC, my family, you..."

I looked at him. He looked at me with sadness in his eyes. Even though he was tall compared to me, I can still tell how he feels. "Hey, listen to me. Win or lose, I still love you. Connor, you are a strong man. And I know that you can win. Yes, I'm terrified, but I am trying to stay strong." I went on my tippy toes and kissed his lips softly then looked at him, off my tippy toes.

He sighed and kissed my forehead and pulled me close. "God, I love you."

I smile looking at him. "I love you too."

He grabbed my legs, putting the around my waist, lifting me up. I started to giggle until Connor kissed me again.

The kiss was passionate, sweet. I kissed him back with sweet soft kisses.

He lied  me down on the bed and we continued kissing. Connor started tickling me and I started to giggle.

"Stop stop!" I giggled.

Connor fell on the bed and I snuggled my head onto his chest. He draped his arm around my shoulder. "Thank you, Polly, for being there for me."

I smiled looking at him. "Don't thank me. Thank you for making me the happiest woman in the world."

"Why wouldn't I?" He chuckles. "You know, one day I'm gonna marry you."

Did he just say...."what?"

"I'm going to marry you one day."he chuckled and noticed tears slowly fall down my eyes.
We both sat up and he pulled me into a hug a chuckled. "It's ok, Polly." He rubs my head gently Up and down.

I sniffed looking at him, as he rubbed my shoulders up and down. "I have never been told by anyone by that and it makes me feel good about myself."

He chuckles. "I'm glad to be the first....and last."